inferno // l.s.

fourteen

overall just a super laid back, fun chapter. :)

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"psst."

zayn crawls onto louis' bed and pats his face, grinning. "psst. lou. get up."

"fuck 'ff."

"louuu, wakey wakey, pretty head."

louis scowls and blindly grabs zayn's wrist, pulling him onto the bed and curled up against him. the younger man wasn't even startled by the action, only allowed himself to be potentially suffocated by his best friend, and he drums his fingertips on louis' lower back.

"niall wants to have a boy's day before liam's party," zayn hums. "you have an hour to get up and ready, 'cause we're going shopping and getting food."

"i like food," louis mumbles. "what're we going?"

zayn purses his lips in attempts to hide his laugh at louis' sleepy lingo. "the mall, maybe a steakhouse...i kind of want to get my nails done."

louis only nods against his chest and zayn can hear soft snores coming from the man a little while later. the fucker fell back asleep.

zayn huffs and gently pushes louis off of him before standing on the bed. the mattress barely squeaks with each bounce as he proceeds to jump on it. "get. the. fuck. up!"

"alright! alright!" louis groans. he kicks his leg out to knock zayn down and then sits up, grabbing the pillow he was using to sleep on and smacks the man with it a handful of times. "fucking fucker, fuck you."

smiling, the raven haired boy leans over to kiss his forehead. "morning, sunshine. it's almost noon and nialler wants to leave by 2."

"niall can suck my dick," is all louis says before he gets out of the bed, wrapping his blanket around his shoulders and stomps off to the bathroom.

after a cigarette and a shower, he's ready with ample amount of time to answer harry's incoming phone call. the man was curious as to what his plans were for the early afternoon so louis explained that niall wants to kidnap him and take him all the way to timbuktu. it made harry chuckle then say that niall always wanted to travel across the world, just never wanted to do it alone.

niall shows up around 1:30 because he wanted to smoke before they left, so they do that while louis remains on the phone with harry. they end up switching to video call so niall and zayn can say hello to the man as well. harry asks for them to return louis safely from timbuktu, niall guarantees absolutely no promises, and they end the call once they're ready to head out. they pile up in niall's car because it has more space with zayn driving, niall riding shotgun and louis cooped up in the back seat.

niall leans across the console to plant a kiss to zayn's cheek. "you're a doll."

zayn grins and turns his head to kiss him. "that's you, babe."

louis gags from his spot, a giggle following, and cowers when zayn reaches back to blindly hit him and swerves the car a bit in the process, only making louis laugh more.

"i'm sorry your lover boy isn't making any moves," niall turns his head to look at his friend. "which is why you are coming with us."

"harry is not my lover boy," louis protests. "we've went out on one date."

"officially, yes, but," niall shrugs. "from what i hear, i think he's in loooove."

he and zayn look at eachother before both making the loudest, grossest gagging noises at louis. the older man only swats them both on their shoulders and gets comfortable.